I reach into my carton of Goldfish to discover two things: I am running low on supplies as well as creative juices.
Well shit. *pours another glass of Franzia*
I decide to search social media for some inspiration. ( I know, I know, wrong move.) AND BOY WAS I DISAPPOINTED. Facebook reminded me, "Two years ago today, you shared a great memory on Instagram." Yeah, well that "great memory" was a picture of my unfaithful ex who made my life a living hell.
Can I get some more wine up in here??
...yet as I calmed down from the frustration and sarcastic remarks spewing from my brain, I realized it gave me some inspiration.
That post caused me to reflect on all that I have accomplished in these last couple of years. The good, the bad, the gains, the losses, etc. After that, I found myself feeling pretty high. I have come a long way. I now know who my true friends are, I have a current boyfriend who genuinely loves me for who I am, and I have developed a work ethic that I didn't even know was possible. I've grown a lot in these past two-three years.
So for all you out there, pay attention to those memories F-book throws at yas. It might give you a little inspiration- even if you weren't looking.
Til next time,